The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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(Author’s note: Please read ‘The First Night – Part One before starting this part.)
After their first ever session together, the feel of Marc pleasuring her pussy with his tongue, the feel of his cock in her hand, kept coming back to Shilpa. It could be when she was having some quiet time, but also in a meeting, during conference calls and more than once when she had woken at night. And she began to imagine that stiff, thick cock pushing into her. She cursed Alice for not having a business trip for what seemed like forever. When one did happen, Raj selected that evening to come home early and be with the family he felt he neglected too much.
At last a week-long trip was scheduled and Shilpa began to plan. Raj was trying to close a deal that would near double the size of his business so was either working late or wining and dining those that could make it happen. Monday and Tuesday evening felt like purgatory, knowing Marc was alone next door but she could not find any reason not to be with the children. Wednesday, however, was a busy day on the text service between her and Marc. By the time Shilpa would get home from work, their childminder would have already taken both children to a birthday party and she would have to collect them by eight.
The train home seemed unusually slow, her mind was running through the feeling of Marc's tongue and she was getting wetter and wetter. She reminded herself to take some condoms in case Marc had not got any yet. She drove from the station, continually reminding herself not to speed. The moment she was indoors she phoned Marc.
“I’m home, everything OK?”
“Yes, no problems, how long?”
“I want to shower, so about thirty minutes.”
“Call my number as you leave your house, and I’ll leave the door off the latch.”
Despite both of them being alone, the whole conversation had been hushed and rushed. In the shower, Shilpa couldn't resist cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Then, as she washed her pussy, her fingers just could not stop exciting her clit. She chose a simple dark blue, short dress with a scooped neckline, tied it with a cream belt at the waist, put on her favourite heeled sandals and that was all. Three rings on Marc's phone and she left. His door was ajar, and she walked straight in, hoping that no one had seen her. Marc met her in the hall and without saying anything started up the stairs.
Shilpa followed him into the main bedroom and only there did they embrace and kiss briefly.
“Welcome,” whispered Marc and she felt his hands slip down her back onto her buttocks and pull her to him. She unbuttoned his shirt, then undid his trousers. He had no underwear on.
“Looks like you were expecting me!” she said and stood back. She undid her belt and let it fall. Marc stepped closer and pulled up her dress, his hand going immediately onto her pussy.
“I’m a little wet. I’ve been thinking about you all day.” She felt his finger explore between her lips, brushing her already hard clit. She took her dress over her head and kicked off her sandals.
“Eat me like you’re starving!”
He picked her up, laid her sideways on the bed, spread her thighs and his tongue pushed between her lips. For Shilpa, it was an express to orgasm. She writhed and bucked as his tongue continued to excite her after tipping her into an orgasm. He did not stop until she crabbed away from him.
"Lie down.” He did. She wanted his cock in her mouth now. It was stiffening but not there yet, so she sat across his face and took him into her mouth, using a hand to stroke up and down on the base of his shaft. His glans was soon swollen and firm. She could wait no longer. She reached out for her purse, took out a condom, ripped the foil with her teeth then placed it on her lips. She drew breath in and put her mouth on Marc's cock, unrolling the condom by taking more and more of him into her mouth, then putting it completely in place with her hand.
She had promised herself she would savour the first time his cock entered her pussy, slowly taking it further and further in, but when she started lowering herself onto it, as soon as the end was in her, she dropped, taking all in her, immediately starting to ride him. It felt so good, she knew it was going to make her orgasm.
Later, when Marc rolled off her, she was still shuddering in orgasm, her stomach suddenly and repeatedly contracting. Her pussy felt empty as it squeezed onto nothing. She had no idea why the sex had been so good but didn't care either. When she and Raj would have sex later, her mind would be filled with thoughts of having two men in a day. It was already making her horny.
In the Moon Inn, Shilpa pulled the nipple vibrator off both nipples. They both stood out long and hard. Marc sat further down the bed, his jaw glistening with her pussy juice. He had a broad smile on his face. She shook her head to clear it. As always, the combination of nipple vibrators, Marc’s tongue and Marc’s two fingers wriggling inside her pussy had given her a crashing orgasm. Now she wanted to pleasure him. She crawled on all fours to him and pushed him flat. She took a moment to admire his cock, not yet fully stiff but she knew that she would fix that very soon.
Shilpa dribbled onto his cock, cupped his sack in one hand, wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave a firm pull, her hand slipping along him until it ran off the end. She then put her hand back around the base of his cock and repeated the pass. She delighted in seeing him stiffen quickly, his glans going smooth, bloated and shiny. She couldn’t resist but to take him in her mouth, sucking and licking him, giving just a tease of a bite now and again. Looking at his face, she could see him go through a number of expressions from resigned delight to a little wince. She loved the power sucking a man’s cock gave to her.
Shilpa straddled him, holding his cock upright and lowered herself onto him, his cock slipping easily inside her wet pussy. It felt good to be on him and she rocked back and forth, squeezing onto his shaft as she did so. She was taking him bareback, which she had for the past few months now she was back on the pill, but before this weekend she made him pull out as Raj had once told her a cummed in pussy felt different. But this weekend there would be no session later with Raj, just another with Marc. A few moments later she felt his spunk fill her pussy for the first time.
After their first ever shag, they met on a frequent, but irregular basis. Shilpa found that the longer she went without a session with Marc the hornier she felt. She demanded more sex from Raj to the point where he would have to tell her he just couldn't, and then she would resort to vibrators. Sometimes he would watch, but most times he just left her to get on with it.
Then when an arrangement was made with Marc, she became even worse. The thought of Marc eating her pussy, of sitting on his face, sucking on his cock, and most of all, him on top of her pounding her through an orgasm until he pumped his load into the condom just made her want more and more sex.
One Thursday, they had arranged to meet in a cheap hotel about ten miles away. It was a chain of budget hotels but, ideally, for them, let you leave the key card in the room and just go. Marc was going to be there about four p.m. to check in, then get the room warmed up. Shilpa would join him on her way home and they would have a few hours together.
That morning Shilpa woke early. Raj was sound asleep next to her, so she started to play with her pussy, her mind full of the touch of Marc’s tongue pushing between her lips, then moving, as her hand did, onto her clit. Raj was useless at oral, always wanting to get his cock into her as soon as possible. Her rubbing became brisker and disturbed Raj. Her hand went to his cock and that made him roll onto his back. She dived under the covers to suck him stiff. Raj’s protests that he needed more sleep dried as he stiffened.
She rode him to her own orgasm with thoughts of Marc rushing through her mind. Having orgasmed, she lay on top of Raj and rolled the two of them over. He rammed in and out of her, hard, but that is what she wanted. She watched his face turn into a grimace, then his eyes closed, and he came, giving her a little tremble of orgasm again.
As he lay, completely spent, on top of her, her mind wandered. She thought of Marc and the fun they would have later, she thought of Raj and how much she did love him, and her family and did not want any of that to change. She thought of coming home after seeing Marc, hoping that the children would be in bed because she would be so horny she would want sex in the lounge. And she thought about what Marc expected from their relationship, and finally thought that sex three times a day was the way she needed to live.
Later, they had wrecked the bed in the cheap hotel. The bedclothes were slewed off the bed, one pillow was on the floor, the sheet pulled off one corner of the mattress. Marc’s cum was all over her breasts and her pussy was too sensitive for even her to touch.
“You know I don’t want you to leave Alice,” Shilpa whispered. Marc didn’t respond.
“You know I want to keep fucking you as well,” she added.
Marc turned on his side to face her, his hand covered her breasts and gently held her nipple.
“And you should know I’m fine with both of those, and I don’t want to break up your family,” he said softly.
So it was that they continued to meet, close the bedroom door and they were each other’s until the door opened again and they were both back in their real lives.
It was early Saturday evening in The Moon. Both had showered and were dressing to have a meal in the hotel restaurant. They were ready to leave the room when Marc stopped her. He slipped his hands down her sides and raised the stretchy, tight skirt she was wearing.
“Later!” she chided.
She expected his hands to cup her naked buttocks, but one hand went to her pussy and she felt something small, smooth and cool slip into it, followed by Marc’s finger. He withdrew his finger and with his other hand pulled a pair of her panties out of his jacket pocket.
“Slip these on.”
“What? I thought you love me commando.”
She stepped into the panties and pulled them up.
“I do, but tonight I’ve a little surprise for you.”
“What?”
His hand slipped into his jacket pocket. She almost shrieked as the vibration began in inside her. It took her completely by surprise. As soon as it began, it stopped.
“Come on, let’s go eat,” said Marc taking her hand.
They were seated in a corner table, Marc had his back to the room with Shilpa sitting opposite him. As the waiter took her order there was a little tremble inside that made her go ‘Ooww’. The waiter looked puzzled.
“Ow, you’ve got fried camembert, I’ll change to that,” Shilpa said, thinking quickly.
“Don’t you dare do that again!” she growled, with a big smile on her face.
Marc tripped the remote switch again and saw all her body twitch.
“You mean that?”
“I’m glad this skirt is black because I’m getting so wet already,” she whispered.
“Good, just the way I like you. I’ll lap it all up later.”
He let her finish her starter before tripping the switch twice in succession. This time she rolled her hips, squirming on the chair. As Shilpa finished her main course he pressed and held the switch. He could see her fidgeting, a fixed expression on her face. He released the switch.
“I think we’ll skip dessert,” commented Marc.
The waiter came to clear the table and Marc asked to sign the bill. As the waiter left, Marc hit the switch again and Shilpa was squirming again.
“Are you alright, Madam?” asked the waiter as Marc scribbled on the bill.
“She’s just a little tired, it’s been an exciting day,” explained Marc.
“If you touch that again, you’re dead,” snarled Shilpa. But Marc couldn’t resist as they went up the stairs. Shilpa all but stumbled into their room, pulled her skirt and panties down together and pulled the bullet out by its plastic string and threw it away.
“Get on that bed, you’ve got a lot to eat!” growled Shilpa, and Marc, giggling continuously did as he was told. She dropped herself down onto his face. She was dripping with juice, her lips swollen and her clit hard and extended. He pushed his tongue into her slit and began to drink in her juices.
“Lap it all up!” she commanded, bucking back and forth on his face. Marc supported her with his hands and took long, deep licks all along her slit, finishing each lick with a special swirl around her bullet hard clit. By the third lick, Shilpa went into an uncontrollable spasm as a deep orgasm took over her body. Still shuddering she fell to one side, ending face up. Marc rolled onto her, and as he did, she spread her thighs and he pushed his hardening cock deep into her, making her gasp with pleasure. He rode her, pushing in and out quickly from the start, watching her face contort as she tried to control the orgasm that was about to take her to pleasure heaven.
Her hands grasped his buttocks and she dug her nails into him, pulling him into her on the in stroke. She wrapped her legs around his body, locking him into her.
“Cum in me! Flood my cunt!”
Her head went back, her vision blurred, her body shuddered, and her cunt gripped onto Marc’s cock totally out of her control. He pushed in hard and she felt spurt after spurt of hot cum flood into her. She lost a few moments as Marc relaxed onto her and kissed the side of her neck. She could feel him softening and then he rolled off her.
“That was the best fuck I’ve ever had in my life,” he whispered to her and then fell into a deep sleep.
Marc more came to than woke up. He was lying naked on a bed, no bedclothes over him. It took him a moment to realise he was in the Moon Inn, and at the same time, he realised the end of his soft cock was engulfed in a warm, wet heaven. He clicked on the light to see the back of Shilpa's head on his stomach. She didn't even hesitate as the light came on.
“What time is it?”
“Fuck time,” replied Shilpa, momentarily taking his cock from her lips. “Get stiff!”
His hand went to her buttock, then down between her thighs, a finger slipping into her over wet pussy. It was velvety with his cum, and he started to finger fuck her. She moved to let him access her more easily and as she did so, Marc felt a rush of blood into his cock. He went from soft to solid in a minute. Shilpa responded with stronger sucks and admiring moans.
She moved quickly, rolling off him into a kneeling position and straddling him. There was no teasing, she just impaled herself on him, beginning a forceful ride from the start. His hands went to her waist. Her hair was flying around her head and her face took a determined look. She slammed down on him, her buttocks slapping against him.
“Cum! Cum!” she was screaming.
And suddenly Marc realised he was. It was the quickest she had ever got him off.
“Yes! Got you! Fill me!” she screamed, still bouncing on him. She suddenly stopped and lay along him, her breasts pressed to his face.
“Suck! Hard”
He took both her breasts in his hands and latched onto one nipple sucking hard on it.
“Yes! God!”
Her body spasmed and then shuddered.
“That was the quickie of all quickies,” he whispered as she slumped off him.
They overslept badly and just made the end of breakfast at the Moon. A full English was delivered to the table in double time. They hadn't even had time for the morning session they had promised themselves at the end of their first night together. Under the cover of the tablecloth, Shilpa's hand rested on him, her fingers searching for, then finding his cock. She kneaded it and felt it start to enlarge.
“Stop it,” hissed Marc. “I won’t be able to walk out of here.”
“But you’ll be nice and ready when we get back to the room.”
“We need to get going,” said Marc, noticing the waitress hovering at the kitchen entrance. They finished, and Marc utilised the Sunday paper to cover his state of arousal. It did, however, make him walk awkwardly.
The door of their room shut, Marc stood behind her, his hands cupping her braless breasts through her sweater, then sliding down her body, to stroke her pussy inside the pants she was wearing. He felt the wiggle of her hips as she pushed back into him.
"Just time for another quickie," she purred. Marc pushed her pants down, then pulled her sweater over her head. She needed no encouragement to kneel over the edge of the bed. His trousers off, he knelt behind her. She had been right, he was ready, and pushed into her, delighting at the tightness, warmth and wetness.
“Faster!”
He did, and she pressed back onto him.
“Harder, fuck me like the slut you make me!”
He felt he was being too rough, but her push backs grew harder, slapping her buttocks against him. He was getting there very fast when Shilpa pushed back the hardest she had so far and stayed pushed against him. He pushed forward, eventually making her yield and move more onto the bed. As she did so the uncontrolled squeezing began, as her pussy spasmed on his cock. It was too much for him and he blew his load into her.
“We must do this again,” purred Shilpa as they finished their kiss in the car park.
An hour later, Marc called, “Hi darling,” after he closed the front door.
“In here,” responded Alice from the kitchen.
A few miles away, Raj said, "Just in time," as Shilpa came into his parent's dining room. His mother was serving out the meal already. She kissed both children, then Raj and sat down in the empty chair. As she did, she felt the thrill of a pleasantly tender pussy and that brought a smile to her lips.
I hope you’ve enjoyed this two-part story. If you have then please leave a comment here. Thanks, Rex
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